Lingdi's angry chest almost exploded.
Why does all the bad things have to be concentrated today? !
At this moment, the dragon and phoenix clan.
Nangong Liuyun was carefully wiping Su Luo's slender neck.
The originally white neck, but now a black five-finger fingerprint appeared, which looked abrupt and ugly.
Nangong Liuyun's slender, jade-like white fingers massaged gently, her complexion condensed, and her eyes focused and deep.
Nangong Liuyun increased his strength a little.
"hiss-"
Su Luo took a deep breath: "It hurts—"
"You still know it hurts?" Nangong Liuyun glanced at Su Luo angrily.
"Ah—it hurts, hurts, hurts—" Su Luo gasped.
Nangong Liuyun's hand movements did not lighten up: "If you don't use force to rub away the black blood inside, the toxins will not disperse and spread into the trachea, what do you do!"
Su Luo wanted to cry without tears.
"I know the pain now? Why didn't you avoid it before?" Nangong Liuyun got more and more angry the more he thought about it!
If he hadn't arrived in time, what would have happened if the girl's throat was crushed by the Emperor Ling? !
Su Luo secretly exclaimed unlucky: "How do I know that Emperor Ling does not stay in the good palace, but he came to the street, besides, I didn't know he would be so crazy, who knew that he would actually kill him, it hurts! "
Nangong Liuyun glared at Su Luo, God knows that when he arrived, when he saw Su Luo's throat being strangled, his heart almost jumped out of fear!
Seeing that Nangong Liuyun was angry, Su Luo explained weakly, "I thought Emperor Ling was smart. He would at least care about you, so he wouldn't kill him. Who knew he would actually kill him!"
"If there is another time..."
"There is no next time, there is absolutely no next time. Next time I see him, can't I run away from him?" Su Luo felt aggrieved.
Seeing that Nangong Liuyun was silent, she hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, what kind of kung fu is the Spirit Emperor practicing? I didn't feel the toxins either. It's strange that these black handprints can't be dissipated."
"Poison of the Undead." Nangong Liuyun's handsome brows wrinkled slightly.
"The poison of the undead?!" Su Luo stared at Nangong Liuyun: "What kind of poison is the poison of the undead? Why don't I know?"
Nangong Liuyun's hand suddenly stopped.
Su Luo looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"Huh?" Seeing that Nangong Liuyun was in deep thought, Su Luo didn't bother him, but those big clear and beautiful eyes kept looking at Nangong Liuyun, and their eyes were full of doubts.
Nangong Liuyun's mind seemed to have been lifted by the fog, but he was trapped in the fog again.
Based on Nangong Liuyun's understanding of the Spirit Emperor, it is impossible for the Spirit Emperor to possess the power of the undead, but these black fingerprints engraved on Su Luo's snow-white neck, why is there a ghostly poison of the undead
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Nangong Liuyun had not spoken for a long time, Su Luo finally asked.
"Emperor Ling, where is the power of the undead?" Nangong Liuyun frowned and did not stretch his brows. "In the spiritual world, where does the power of the undead come from?"
"Did you find something?" Su Luo grabbed Nangong Liuyun's hand: "Didn't you always say that Emperor Ling has a hidden trump card? Could it be the power of the undead?"
Nangong Liuyun thought for a while, then glanced at Su Luo: "It's not that simple."
"Oh?"
"Oh what?" Nangong Liuyun knocked on Su Luo's forehead with a shudder, "The current Spirit Emperor is a lunatic, don't come close to him in the future, remember?"